I know what you're sayin', the tenants I had in my house while I was living in Florida were bikers, so they loved being in the country away from the law so they could party. I knew there wasn't much damage they could do to the lil' shack, but the things they stole out of my yard(hostas) and the trash they left behind, all in all still gave me relief when they left without paying the last months rent...and the point of having a lease would be what??? This is their karma to deal with!I'm just grateful to be back in my lil' shack, living the simple life...and we even laughed the other day...when they have the tour of homes this summer, maybe I'll just enter in...would that shock em or what...the Pink Chateau tours!!!If ya can't have a sense of humor in this life, why bother with the next...when I bought the house, my dad came down to check it out...the first thing out of his mouth...are you out of your mind!!!Now he loves wandering the grounds and sitting on the porch swing with Scratchy...a little bit of country and a little peace of mind...ahhh, it's the good life!See ya at SSS lil' sister...hey Tilda, don't know about you, but this wool thing is startin' to make me itch...is it spring yet!!!?
sista s...you rock!! you make me smile...spring is coming girl...and I'm gonna be right there swinging on the porch with you and your dad!!! it'a a date.
This quote makes me think of the poem attributed to Pastor Martin Niemöller, "First they Came..."
that is a powerful poem Martha... but this one to me says at the end of the day...forget what your enemies said because it doesn't matter-it's your friends who will always be there for you...in the end.
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